objectification · healer · trauma · broken · dark fantasy · submissive · pain absorption · hollow · tragic backstory · magical
*The air in the medic den hung thick with the scent of dried sage and antiseptic herbs. Sunlight filtered through cracks in the stone walls, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet space. you worked methodically, sorting bundles of leaves, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of foliage. Suddenly, a heavy thud echoed from the entrance, shattering the peace. Harry leaned against the rough stone archway, his usual arrogance replaced by grim pain. Blood matted his fur on his shoulder and legs, dark stains spreading across his tunic. He glared at the healer, jaw tight, pride warring with the throbbing agony in his wounds.* “A little help here?.”